Just this year, I wrote about brunch in Amsterdam from Buenos Aires. Now, after very little persuasion from The New York Times, we recap a seriously Scandinavian brunch at Olsen in Buenos Aires.

Olsen is nestled in Palermo, the ritzy snazzy part of Buenos Aires, which happens to be a ginormous city.

The space is spectacular. You enter into a long rectangular outdoor garden through imposing, sky-high wooden doors. The space is minimalistic and very zen—you pass a rock waterfall that lines the sidewalk as you make your way to the hostess stand.

There is plush patio seating with young mothers drinking mimosas as their chubby faced toddlers scamper about.

In addition to the outdoor patio seating, the restaurant itself is an open air space, with atrium-like walls that are raised on nice days like today.

Brunch lasts until 8 p.m. at Olsen, which is filled with beautiful, impeccably dressed Argentines. I was seated next to a beautiful, dark-haired Argentine man wearing a linen button down, khaki shorts, loafers and aviator sunglasses. Surely, he had just come from a polo match, why had I not been invited?

As this is a Scandinavian restaurant, we began with cornmeal blinis topped with smoked salmon, crème fraiche and black caviar. It tasted just as amazing as the photo looks.

There is a prix fix brunch option that includes bread and coffee service, champagne and your choice of a brunch entrée.

We all began the brunch with champagne and closed with espresso, as is customary after large Argentine meals.

El Cuco (nickname for Juanito) opted for sausage and potato latkes, served with a side salad. The side salad was fresh and light. All meat products in Argentina are exemplary, and the El Cuco said the sausage paired surprisingly well with the latkes.

Sarah chose the scrambled eggs, which were creamy and topped with chives. The eggs came served with bacon and Olsen’s to-die-for (TDF) crispy skilled potatoes.

The potatoes, which were served alongside three of the plates on the table that day, were heavenly. Warm, crispy, fried and salty—they were perfection. There is a side of creamy mayonnaise like dipping sauce on each dish, should you need additional flavor.

Mimi chose the bocadillo, or sandwich, which was eagerly shared between the other carnivores at the table. Ham, cheese, tomato and micro greens on a fresh baguette. Those who could nosh (yours truly excluded) dubbed it the best dish on the table, next to the potatoes.

However, I opted for the smoked salmon (because the salmon on the blinis just wasn’t enough) served with the TDF potatoes and a side of balsamic grilled veggies. The vegetables were presented in a charming little tower—a red pepper, onion, sweet potato, carrot and eggplant—and were grilled to perfection.